Friday, August 13, 2010

Its a pleasure to invite you for a major event happening in my life.
Someone said "Life is a journey". I would really like your presence when i am taking a diversion in my road of life, to bless me; to pray for me; to cheer me and to encourage and support me, while i venture into the mysterious trail with a new friend. Your presence is invaluable. So please take this as a very personal invitation and be there for me!

Monday, August 9, 2010

It was another boring Sunday morning…and myself and Saji decided to go out and buy Churi for Heerapi’s marriage….After my church service I was waiting at the shop…trying to reach Saji on her ‘Samsung touch screen’ which as usual was switched off…. After a short wait at the Madiwala Churi shop…our ‘heroine’ came dashing in…..and all the sales boys were at ‘Madam’s’ service.

Disclaimer: While you read “Madam’s” dialogue…don’t forget to adopt her sqeaky tweaky voice and this time in HINDI!

Sales boy1: Madam, what kind of churi do you want….What’s your price range?

Madam: Wait! Meh check karthi hum..ki mere pas kitne paisa hei…

Opens her handbag, takes 100 rs notes, counts one by one and confirms…

Madam: Mere paas 1000rs hei…muje cotton churiday dikhayie…

Sales boy 2 turns to go through the ordeal of taking all the churis from the rack …when saji madam runs to a set of churis neatly put in a stack at one end of the shop….

She looks at each of the churi in the rack and halfway through she started getting spasms by balancing the churis above with her single hand..

Madam: Vo teeekh hei..agali bar adjust karke deti huuuu…OK….(this I think she adopted the shopkeepers dialogue….because…this as far as I know…is usually told to the buyer by the giver…I was prepared for the “remarks” the sales man was going to throw at us…but was surprised when the sales man told …Teekh hei madam!!!! )

As I looks on….Saji waves the salesman 1 and 2 goodbye(red-carpet style) …and we went into a bakery as I was feeling hungry…

I had a snack and ‘Madam’ bought a Frooti. As we were walking towards the bus-stop….a small boy came behind us…asking to give him the frooti...

He was behind ‘Madam’ for sometime…so she felt pity and went into the next bakers to buy the boy SOMEthing!

The problem was ‘Madam’ didn’t know what THING to buy!!!!!So she deploys one of her another brilliant plan from her kitty…

Madam: [Holding a 10rs note in her hands is asking the small boy now standing in front of the store] : kya chahiye……

The boy looks whole over the store in wonder…

Madam tries again…

Kya chahiye….bolona…..boloooo….(don’t forget the queaky tweaky)

Now as I look-on from outside the store, hardly suppressing my laughs..

….both ‘the boy’ and ‘the Madam’ are looking into the store with equal wonder in their eyes…

….The shop-keepers and the servers over there are looking at the duo in amusement in theirs…

Epilogue: To my luck without causing further scene…finally Madam decided on a Frooti pack and gave it to the boy…both went happy on their way home!

As I started teasing her at home she is giving an explanation for her exploits to heerapi..in b/w her perception about the boy is as follows..: Sho athu bhikshakaran polathe kochano..…athinte dress oke kandappo njan vicharichu veruthe oru kochu vannu ennodu frooti chodiche aanennu….

Now when I go back in time,I can vaguely remember the first time I really felt a tug on my heart, for the person who has been running around my home for as long as I can remember, the occasion goes something like this,

About Me

We think that we are different from others. But i came to know that no human being who has walked this planet was or is different from the others. Few people were capable of saying out loud that the great Teachers from the past had the same qualities and the same defects as all men,and that this in no way diminished their ability to search for God or knowledge. Judging oneself to be inferior to other people was one of the worst acts of pride,because it was the most destructive way of being different.
Eh? funda kuch zyaada ho gaya kya? kya karoo... mein kabhi aisi bhi hoon...
i am sometimes serious... thinking of complicated things which cross my mind like shooting stars... but leaving a remarkable trail.... but most of d times i am fun to be with...